To dream is to escape
To escape is to be free
But to be free is to lose everything
Everyone you've ever met or loved would have been forgotten, or would have forgotten you
To truly be free is to never existed at all
To have no will, no mind, and no feelings
NO Regret
NO Pain
NO Love
Nothing to exist inside you or around you
Sometimes I wish to be free
But even having the will to wish remindes me that I exist
That I'm a being in this world who loves, who hates, and who feels deeply
To feel is a reminder that I'm human
And that I don't mind being human
Not anymore at least.
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Poems Of A Soon To Be Dead
PoetryI like to write poems, and short stories. I thought of sharing them for a long time and since I have nothing to lose, here they are. Keep in mind I write for fun and have little experience so if they aren't that good don't be too disappointed. I am...
